i awake to hazy images and fading impressions
a swirling canvas of insubstantial dream stuff
running together breaking apart
fragments colliding in a blur
bits and pieces of
feelings and love
sex and anxiety
warmth and family
friends and changes
strangers and laughter
at once alien and familiar
the past anticipated
a remembrance of things to come
all swirling and churning dimly past awareness
drifting just beyond comprehension
a forgotten dream is a lost opportunity
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This paints a picture for me… lovely.
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Very eloquent description of a dream / experience many of us can relate to. Brilliant closing line!
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